Healing Love- Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Twenty- The Truth

Knees were jumping up and down as the nerves began to settle in to the students as they took their 45 minute test. Scott began heavy breathing because of his hallucinations and the fact that it was the full moon tonight. After a few moments of this panicking nature he walked out of the class room.

"Mr McCall!" Harris called out after him as Stiles and Rosie followed him out without excusing themselves. "Mr Stilinski! Miss McCall!"

The two entered the corridor and found Scotts bag laying idle on the floor. Between them they shared a look in silence before Stiles thought to call him. His familiar ringtone came from the boys locker room and that's there the two found Scott with the showers on.

"Stiles... I cant..." Scott choked out.

"What is it are you changing?"

"No. No, I cant breathe." Rosie grabbed his inhaler from his back and threw it to him before he could have an asthma attack. Hesitatingly Scott looked at the inhaler in his hand.

"Use it. Come on do it." Commanded Rosie and finally Scott gave in as he took a hit from the inhaler, resulting in his breathing steadying.

"I was having an asthma attack?"

"No, you were having a panic attack. But thinking you were having an asthma attack actually stopped the panic attack. Irony." Stiles rocked on his heels as he tried to lighten the mood.

"How did you know that?" She asked him as she got a towel and wrapped it round her brother.

"You know I used to get them after my mom died." This subject made Scott and Stiles discretely share a thought about Rosie and the condition she may have. Because it was not so discrete Rosie raised her eyebrow at them which made Stiles reply quickly. "Not fun huh?"

"I looked at her and it was like someone hit me in the ribs with a hammer."

"Its called heartbreak. All my favorite songs are written about it." The boys looked at her weirdly. "Doesn't mean I'm heartbroken okay guys?"

"I cant stop thinking about her."

"Well you could think about this. Her dads a werewolf hunter, and you're a werewolf, so it was bound to become an issue." He said as he put everything into perspective visually for Scott but he gave him an angry look. "Well that wasn't helpful."

"Scott you got dumped, its supposed to suck. Trust me." Saddened from her own past experiences, mostly her recent ones, she tried to ease the pain.

"Its not that. It was like I could feel everyone in the room, everyone else's emotions."

"Its gotta be the full moon. Me and Rosie will lock you up in your room later just like we planned. That way the alpha who is your boss cant get to you either." Although Rosie was there that night at the school she was unaware of the information that the alpha was Deaton.

"I think we need to do more than just lock me up in my room. Because if I get out, I think I might kill someone."

"Okay well we aren't going to let that happen are we Stiles?" There was rummaging from outside as more boys began to scurry into the changing rooms. "As much as id love to stay, I've got to go. Ill come watch you at practice."

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"You want me to try and smell sexual desire on my sister?"

"What? No in a general, broad sense, can you determine sexual desire?" Panicky Stiles tried to avoid his mistake.